like the coastline.





8freaking30 dinner at club chinois because mom abandoned harbourgrill plans last minute but thank goodness for her friend mr ricky; it had been ages since. club chinois was the comfort place for the past 6 odd years when it first started out. birthdays, anniversaries, post-tuition-no-where-to-go for dinners, weekends, it never failed us. for club chinois and the 1/2 hour interval between each dish, we counted the number of first-timers who went all the way out of club chinois for toiletbreaks, spotting mrs lim hwee hua, a female MP and her family at the adjacent table, and sniggering at unsuspecting diners who ordered orange/mango juice that came in special piglet bottles.



in the meantime, 1216am, off to grandma's in a few hours time. i hide my dread, and prepare for the readings i'd bring along with me. 11:54 PM